The cunnilingus we deserve

As I sat at my desk, typing away at my computer, I couldn't help but feel annoyed by my colleague, Jack. He was always trying to make small talk with me, cracking jokes that I found more irritating than amusing. I never really paid much attention to him, always brushing off his attempts at conversation with a polite smile and a quick response.

But today was different. As I was busy working on a project, Jack sauntered over to my desk and leaned against it, a smirk on his face.

"Hey there, gorgeous," he said with a wink. I rolled my eyes and continued typing, hoping he would take the hint and leave me alone.

But he didn't. Instead, he leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "I bet you could use a little stress relief. I know I could."

I couldn't believe the audacity of this man. Not only was he my annoying colleague, but I also had no interest in him whatsoever. But as much as I wanted to tell him off, I couldn't deny that his words sparked something inside of me. The sexual tension between us had been building for a while now, and I couldn't ignore it any longer.

I turned to face him, my voice low and laced with sarcasm. "And what exactly do you have in mind for this 'stress relief'?"

Jack's smirk grew wider as he replied, leaning towards my ear and whispering "I was thinking a little cunnilingus might do the trick."

My eyes widened in shock at his boldness, but I couldn't help but feel a tingle between my legs. I knew I shouldn't be entertaining these thoughts, but the idea of being with Jack in such an intimate way was both thrilling and terrifying. 

Before I could respond, Jack grabbed my hand and led me to the deserted conference room down the hall. The moment we were alone, he pressed me against the wall and captured my lips in a heated kiss. I couldn't resist any longer and found myself responding eagerly, my hands tangled in his hair.

As our kiss grew more passionate, Jack's hands wandered down my body, his touch igniting a fire within me. He slowly made his way down, leaving a trail of kisses along my neck and collarbone. I couldn't believe I was letting this happen, but I couldn't bring myself to stop him either.

And before I knew it, Jack was on his knees, his face between my legs. I was wearing a skirt, which he easily pull up to the top of my skirt and wrap it around my waist so that it was out of the way. I looked up at him and saw the wild delight on his face, he was looking right at my pussy, his hand reaching for my panties to pull them down. At that moment the thought flashed through my mind, “Maybe I shouldn't? How did I end up here? What if...” but my train of thought was interrupted by the most pleasurable sensation spilling over my entire body caused by his tongue touching my clit. He licked me lightly once and looked at me playfully. Licked a second time, a third. I began to feel the heat that was increasing inside me from his careful touches. 

Suddenly he paused and kissed me on the crease of my leg. The left one. The right. On my clit. The left. A little lower on my thigh. Bite.

"Ow!" I gasped in surprise.

"I want you to keep it as a memento," he said calmly and kissed the spot where he'd bitten me, ”Do you want to continue?"

"Mm-hmm,” his tongue got ahead of me and my mind.

He moved closer to my clit. His hands gripped my thighs tightly, keeping me from moving, his hands much tighter and stronger than I'd imagined. I felt warm breath on the head of my clit, which was already dying from the strain because I felt the pressure from just breathing without touching. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. So warm and pleasant, all my thoughts focused on these sensations and suddenly he began to actively lick me. Inside, everything clenched and opened with an electric sensation, my breath came out and my thoughts fogged up and only moans came out of my mouth.

But just as I was about to reach my peak, Jack pulled away, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Not yet, darling. I want to make you beg for it."

I couldn't believe the audacity of this man, but at the same time, I couldn't deny that his words were making me even more turned on. 

"Did you enjoy that, darling?" he asked, a cocky smirk on his face.

I couldn't deny it, so I simply nodded, unable to find my voice after what had just happened.

Jack chuckled and leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I knew you would. I could see the desire in your eyes every time I annoyed you in the office."

I couldn't believe what he was saying. Had he really been purposely trying to turn me on this whole time? And had I really been falling for it?

But before I could respond, Jack's lips were on mine again, his hand sliding up my thigh. I couldn't resist the temptation and eagerly responded to his kiss, my fingers tangling in his hair.

He stood next to me, looked me in the eye and whispered in my ear, “I want you to walk around wet all day thinking about what just happened.” And walked out of the room, leaving me speechless.

As we made our way back to our desks, Jack couldn't keep the smug grin off of his face. I couldn't believe what had just happened, the intense pleasure still coursing through my body. But as I sat down at my desk, my mind started to race with thoughts and questions.

My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Jack had just revealed that he had been intentionally trying to turn me on this whole time, and I couldn't deny that it was working. But as I sat down and tried to focus on my work, I couldn't help but feel a tingling between my legs, a constant reminder of the intense pleasure Jack had just given me.

Why did I let this happen? Why did I enjoy it so much? And most importantly, how was I going to face Jack in the office from now on?

The day simultaneously lasted an eternity and a moment. To say that I was in a dysfunctional state is to say nothing. Jack's desk was where I could see him, and being in my field of vision he would occasionally turn in my direction and wink at me, as if to say, “I'm not done with you yet”. And that's not at all what you want to hear for productive work.

Toward evening I couldn't resist the temptation any longer and glanced over at Jack, who was also trying to focus on his work. Our eyes met, and we both knew what we wanted. Without a word, I got up from my desk and made my way to the deserted conference room down the hall, with Jack following close behind. 

As soon as we were alone, Jack pressed me against the wall, his lips crashing onto mine in a heated kiss. I couldn't resist and eagerly responded, my hands tangling in his hair. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I couldn't wait to feel him inside of me.

But Jack had other plans. He pushed me down onto the conference room table, his lips traveling down my neck and chest, leaving a trail of kisses along my skin. My body was on fire, and I couldn't contain my moans as he reached my breasts, his tongue teasing my nipples to hard peaks.

Jack's fingers found their way between my legs and with skillful movements began to tease my clit. I couldn't hold back my moans any longer, and I could feel my body approaching an intense orgasm. I didn't need much more.

“You know what I'm waiting for,” he said. And I know what he's waiting for, all that's left is to say it out loud. In the back of my mind there were still echoes of that pissed-off coworker, who had more than made me go through the day horny thinking about him, and was now asking him to pleasure me. But I could feel his fingers on my clit, stroking it gently, not bringing me closer to orgasm, but not letting me cool off either.

“Maybe you need help deciding?” he said in his low voice and pressed down on my clit, eliciting a long awaited ‘Please Jack, make me come’ from me.

“Mm, yeah, that's it,” his hand movements became more intense and rougher, I started to feel the heat inside me intensify.

He stood over me as I continued to lie on the table, grabbed my hips and moved me forward, spreading my legs. He pulled my skirt up and ripped off my underwear. I was lying naked, and he could see all my beauty. Suddenly I felt him clinging to me - in every sense of the word - his hands on my hips and his mouth on my clit. He leaned over me and pressed his weight on top of my lower torso so that I couldn't move - left or right, up or down. Just lie there and feel him fucking me with his tongue. It wasn't like that morning in the closet, I realize now that there he was just playing with me, but here and now he's fucking me with his tongue. And I just love it. Every touch takes me somewhere in the sky and I'm close, close, close, close, so close, so fucking close to orgasm.

“I want you to cum,” he interrupted for a moment to say it. 

I didn't need any further instructions from him, because I was already going to do it, but hearing it from him as he continued to greedily thrust into me licking me out only intensified my impending orgasm - as if he'd left me no choice but to cum, here and now.

“Yes... now... Almost... Aagr... Mmm... Yes,” the long-awaited orgasm came just as I should have expected it to - vivid, strong, prolonged. It took a couple minutes before I realized where I was and what was happening. But it was definitely worth it.

“Glad you liked it,” he said with a smirk and stood up, satisfied to see the result of his labors. “Guess we can do it again sometime?” he continued, handing me my underwear.

I couldn't help but blush at his words, feeling a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment that I had never experienced before. 

And as we made our way back to our desks, I couldn't help but wonder what would happen between us from now on. But one thing was for sure – I would never look at my annoying colleague the same way again.